So my birthday was two weeks ago, yeah I'm 25 now. At this point in life I thought I would be well on my way to having what I wanted out of life. I find that I'm just as confused as ever while many others my age have established themselves in one community or another. I'm a nerd without any of the drawing or programming skills I think I should have. My mind is filled with useless information and details along with way too many images of boobs. By the way, I'm also really not craving sex like.... ever. I honestly don't desire it like I did just even a year or two ago. It's no longer important. Guess that makes me a horrible person. Oh well, at least I have chicken.